Du Yu was already very close to the enormous black Buddha, yet there were scarcely any Immortals to be seen nearby.
Four people were locked in a fierce clash of spells before the Great Buddha.
The most dazzling among them was a female cultivator. She wielded lightning in her left hand and water in her right, while the enormous Three-Headed Hound behind her spewed flames. Every movement unleashed a torrent of deadly spells.
Her spells struck friend and foe alike, devastating everything in their path, and that was precisely why no one dared approach within several hundred meters.
The other two fighters, meanwhile, made a rather comical sight.
A man whose hair stood on end crackled with immense Power of Thunder, yet he was deeply wary of the female cultivator beside him. He unleashed lightning while dodging lightning, making it impossible to tell whether this was three against one or a four-way melee.
Beside him, a man who looked like a dragon king kept steering his streams of water away from the woman. Whenever he accidentally touched her lightning, his palms went numb. He knew that even the Queen Mother of the West showed consideration for those around her when she fought, but this woman showed none whatsoever.
"Can you two damned men just leave?" the female cultivator shouted angrily. "I don't need your help! If you weren't here, I would have won ages ago!"
The two "damned men" were truly in a bind. They were already drenched in sweat, dodging spells from both sides while trying to stay alive, and now they were being called burdens on top of it.
"You're being utterly unreasonable!" the dragon-king-like man bellowed. "If we hadn't been ordered here from above, do you think either of us would willingly risk our lives for a